The End is Just Another Beginning
Chapter 1 The End
Harry Potter lay curled up next to his beautiful wife Ginny Weasley, sleeping very peacefully. He awoke to his bedroom, still thinking of his dream, flying on his trusty Firebolt, soaring through the air. He looked at his sleeping wife, still as beautiful as she had been a hundred and fifty years ago. He thought of all the wonderful things they had done together, gone to Auror School, had the kids, and taught at Hogwarts. He teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts, she replacing Madam Pomfrey as the nurse at Hogwarts, then becoming Headmaster after McGonagall retired, and finally he himself retiring. Now he and Ginny enjoyed kids as well as grandchildren, great grandchildren and soon to be great-great grandchildren, all of whom he enjoyed immensely.
As he drifted off to sleep again, he felt warmth envelop him. He opened his eyes to be curled in a ball at what he remembered exactly as his Kings Cross Station, there was a wooden bench, and on it sat a woman with a striking resemblance of his own, knowing instantly it was his father.
"Keep your mouth closed, it keeps the nargles out." Harry closed his mouth dumbstruck.
"I cant believe that its really you." He said.
"Why not? Simply because you have waited your whole life to meet your mother and I?" he questioned.
"Yes," was all he could reply.
"You have a choice as before, but this one has much more at stake than the last."
Harry could not imagine a choice that had more at stake than dying or going back and defeating Voldemort.
"As you were a wielder of all the Deathly Hallows, Thanatos decided to give you a second chance." He continued on.
"Why would I need a second chance? I have lived a full life, I regret nothing." He replied.
"Do you remember when you used the time turner?" He asked.
"Yes, more than one innocent life can be spared." Then it dawned on him, "you want me to go back and change things, save everyone that died."
"Precisely, except you wont be in another body, if you so chose to take that path." His father said.
Harry thought of all the people that had been killed Fred, Sirius, Snape, Dumbledore, he could save them all. Instantly he knew what he had to do.
"I'll do it, send me back." He said forcefully, standing up.
"Before you go," his father stood up and embraced him, Harry happy to be in his father's arms for the first time he remembered.
As he pulled away he felt a familiar feeling of being forced through a rubber tube, then it stopped, an instant before a boom worthy of a cannon.